Really? Are they in color? If so, how many? Did it look like it was all stirred up or did it appear like a 3D display of fractals?

I haven't seen my own thoughts, so I'm not sure what they look like. I've never seen my own anus, either, but my gastroenterologist told me that I have some external hemorrhoids, and I'm sure they are colorful on occasion.

I love my dad, he was awesome when I was growing up (even though we didnt always agree and sometimes got into it) and he's awesome still!

But growing up, he and I butted heads a few times as I got older, as two males are likely to do; and though he was way stronger than me he never physically assaulted me, even when we stood nose to nose mad as hell, and I cursed him. Not a punch, a grab, a head lock, nothing. He would always explain his view reasonably when the time was right for him.

We had a basement, we had gasoline, we had matches and lighters... But he NEVER threatened to lock me in the basement and burn me forever. I guess, it is different, because its not like I didnt believe he existed. I knew/know he existed because he was always there whether I was right or wrong, made sure I never needed for anything... the way a father should, especially when he's capable. There was no way for me to think that he didnt exist.

See, there's a difference between my dad and yahweh. My dad was there, and he never sent a representative of his to tell me that he was going to torture me forever. May dad is so much better than yahweh that I may call him and apologize to him when I'm done here, for even comparing him to that absentee, deadbeat skydaddy of yours.

Prove it. I have just thought of, and written down, a multi-digit number. Kindly post that number here in the Mailbox thread forthwith.

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I know you did not have a father.

Either your knowledge is flawed, and/or you are a liar, and/or you require emergent psychiatric assistance. In any case, I do not envy you and do not aspire to descend to your level of intellectual malaise.

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Ps- Yeshua/Jesus is the one name in Heaven and on Earth by which we must be saved.

One: That isn't a questionTwo: That is physically impossible.Three: I saw my father, when he punished me, it was so I could learn I did wrong; he didn't leave garbled instructions through a baby sitter that said things I couldn't believe in, then set me on fire for not following them.

An Omnipowerful God needed to sacrifice himself to himself (but only for a long weekend) in order to avert his own wrath against his own creations who he made in a manner knowing that they weren't going to live up to his standards.

Very impressive, Kreskin. Next I suppose you'll tell me you have smelled my colors.

Your post made me wonder if the letter writer experiences synesthesia. That would explain seeing thoughts.

So, what do your colors smell like?

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But if you did, and your father said "no," would that mean he wasn't real?

Since you have postulated that he said "no" rather than not showing up and not responding, then that father would be real. Now if he was never around and when I tried to communicate in the approved manner but never received a response then I'd begin to think he was dead or a douche. (Since fathers are required to produce another human. But gods are not.)

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